The smell of honeysuckle
Brings to view
Old summer days
That I once knew
I’d walk down roads
And smell the vines
And pick the flower
And take the time
To suck out drops
Of sweet, sweet dew
Oh not just one
No quite a few
Yes smells of honeysuckle do
Bring thoughts of old
Summer days I knew
By Ronald Gainsford
© 2001 Ronald Gainsford
BY RGAI
